I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
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Every single word is Perfect! Every time I read it, I cry. Just can't get over the beauty and intense love and poetry that in its verses never dies
I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree......True! Fully agree with the Poet.....To my Favourite
Absolutely beautiful poem on tree. One of my favourite poems by Joyce Kilmer.
The most beautiful and felt exposition. Of a tree. Poetry at its absolutely, BEST!
Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.... wow superbly wrote; nice to read
Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree...wonderful expression! !
I remember this POEM from my 'Childhood School Days! ' It is simply BEAUTIFUL! ! !
I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree.---Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.----What a great poem! Nature is incomparable! However man try, man can never create anything as beautiful as Nature does.
Lovely poem. Thanks Rajnish Manga for leading me to the 'trees" . You here that poets...poets are fools. If a poet be a fool then let the muse play on. Great poem.
Great commentary on the material progress made by man which has cost him so dearly. This is probably the most popular poem of Joyce Kilmer. I would like to translate it into Hindi.
Nothing more could have been expressed in in applauding mother nature the tree...so benevolent, figure of a monk.......here tree is the epitome. " A tree that looks at God all day/And lifts her leafy arms to pray. A great poem.
My mother use to quote this poem about a tree just to aggravate me when I was little. It would make me mad and she would laugh about it. She only went to 8th grade back in 40's. i guess she had to memorize it for an assignment for school. She got married at 15 and had me at age of 16. She grew up with 5 kids before age 21. Now I see the poem as a lovely poem.
the poem got me a a+ in english. my one an only, , , thanks to my english teacher ETHEL RICH, MAY SHE REST IN PEACE.
Preplanning for the inevitable, I just installed my gravestone on my cemetery pot.. Because of this poem, I placed my name face up toward the sky. When I tell critics that I would rather face God all day than the street, they are taken back.
Still brilliant it never fades never dies. Evoking nature and creation. Such purity in a simple, eloquent poem.Love it.
One of the best, up there with "If" and such a tragedy for humanity that the author was " killed in action"11